Still Needs a Tidal

My life and my world are a lakebed of waves and ripples – my ship requires but one safe harbor. Alas they were not selling them as singles, so I ended up with a paradox.

Masochistic Collection

I enjoy fine things I spend money on them I cherish them I put them in a corner Do not touch it Do not ask It belongs to me To look, And to fawn

Jokers Fighting

Harlequin hats, bell ringing tentacles Lipstick for the funny Breaking mime law, and pulling muscles With large billowing suits filled with Hot air from the audience Today is a rebellion, to arms all jesters! Your chuckle and chortle no longer fulfilling A cream pie to the face, a cleansing mask We serve humble pie, no [...]

Startling

Sublime in the window Is perched starling on foot Silent messenger With a harbored melody within Delicate its poise And teetering for exam Flight feathers reclined Its cocked head and brow Fidgeting peds scraping The body flickers for pre-flight Resists pressing resting palms The breeze echoes fettered beat

Dawn Breaks

It is my little secret I wake to its morning surprise Stale life lingering Crackled void on leaky lip Examine the hill with my tongue Eroding away the bump Wearing a calico expression Half an hour of hidden taste Single a stinging gap remains Edges like torn tissues Nursing the wound keeping fresh Arid senses [...]

9 of Hearts

Mapping hearts a tedious chore Miles traced of red and blue Twisted lines filled with disks Living red water inky true Permanent solutions Cancelled plans Cold rushes abound Steady the hands Circulatory highways Speed limits unknown Piston driven currents Headmasters thundering undertone Holding an ear From this side of the cage Calling to arms Tongue [...]

Piñata

Well everyone else is doing it – so I guess I might as well put it out there. I think Piñatas are an interesting breed of animal. You feed them until they are in a bloated submission. Then in their weakened state you hang them for all to disgrace. And if they have enough resolve [...]

Observation

Counting the rings in its life The tree fell and splintered Thick, bright – rain fulfilled Thin, dark – sauna starlit eves Cresting and decent… The timber was strong Self destruction for examination No chance of re-righting History exposed Pitch in fervor Fodder for the stream and nest Old growth beginning anew

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